I’m grateful for the people in my life who believe in me. I’m thinking of 2 people in particular, who although they’re not part of my ‘real’ life, but rather part of my ‘virtual’ life, they really believe in me. There are more people part of my virtual life who do, but it’s different, as those people, to me they’re just virtual, these people aren’t. And, they believe in me. I’m not sure why they do. When I tell them I’ve messed up, they tell me it’s okay. When I say I don’t think I’ll ever get there, they promise me I will. One thing I know with certainty is that they believe in me. When I don’t believe in myself. There is nothing that I’ve ever done, or said, to cause them to think I can do it. If anything, there is plenty of the opposite. And to me, that’s a reason to live. To try. To do my part to get to where I want to get. The people who believe in me.

Trigger warning

There are posts on this blog that could be triggering. I know that I often find it triggering to read others blogs. If you find this here, please stop reading. Please take care of yourself. You’re worth it.